Author's Note: Sorry about the delay. Here's another chapter for ya. Enjoy.

I DO NOT OWN LIFE WITH DEREK OR THE CHARACTERS.

Chapter Thirteen:

I kicked off my shoes after getting home from my date with Clay. I had fun, but I hate lying to him. I do have feelings for him, but they don't match his. I know he's going to catch on sooner or later. I know what I told Derek. But, I can't just lead someone on. It's not who I am. It never has been.

I sighed and flung myself onto my bed. I jumped as arms grabbed me. I started hitting them away. Who's in my bed?

"Don't touch me!" I yelled.

"Relax Z, it's just me." Derek chuckled. I kept hitting his hands.

"You're such an asshole."

"You like it." He crushed his lips to mine and took off my shirt. I whimpered against his mouth. He sat up and pulled me to him. I straddled him. His hands kept my hips in place.

"Lizzie! Is everything okay?" Edwin busted through my door. I jumped and looked at the door. Ed stood there, mouth gaping open. "Oh my God. Oh my God."

He just stood there. I froze. Derek lifted me off of him. I covered myself. Derek got off my bed and walked over to Edwin.

"It's not what you think Ed." He whispered.

"Then what is it Derek?" He looked from me to Derek.

"I love her Ed. You can't tell Dad and Nora. Please." Derek pleaded. Ed nodded, slowly.

"Sorry, it's a lot to process. I mean, this is crazy. You know that right?" He asked. We both nodded. "I guess I should have figured it out sooner. It explains why you always acted like a jerk whenever Lizzie had Clay over… I-I won't say anything." Ed promised.

"Thank you. That means a lot." I told him, softly. He nodded.

"One condition." He added.

"What is it?" Derek asked.

"You break things off with Clay. You're better than that, Lizzie."

"Okay." I looked away. I knew it was just a matter of time. It needs to happen.

"Does anyone else know?" Ed asked. I nodded. Derek looked confused.

"Casey and Emily know. Please, just don't say anything."

"I won't."

Derek went back to his room. I laid staring at my ceiling. There's no way I'm sleeping tonight. We were so careless. We need to be more careful. I pulled out my phone.

'Can you come over tomorrow? I need to see you. It's important.'

I sent a text to Clay's phone. He should get it in the morning. I want to break up with him in person.

Author's Note: One or two more chapters before this if over. Reviews are love.

-Anneryn